Page 93 of Reckless With You

“And you’ll tell me when I get home?” I’d moved into her place the month prior, both of us deciding that moving a greenhouse was out of the question. The house was big enough for both of us, plus Evan had a room here as well in case he ever wanted to spend the night. He hadn’t yet, but now that his treatments were doing their thing and he was allowed to be at home, he came over once a week and sometimes napped in his room.

As a kid, I’d never had a true room of my own. I wanted my son to have his own space, even if he wasn’t here often.

“Of course,” she said, dancing a bit from her seat. “Should be interesting.”

Thinking about the fact that the family always wanted to know what Amelia and I were up to, I wasn’t so sure. I was giving Caleb and Zoey a wide berth when it came to whatever the hell those two were doing.

After all, I had my own life to work through. But at least I wasn’t alone.

I’d never be alone again, not with the family I’d made from bonds, not blood. And the woman in front of me.

“I love you,” I whispered, lowering my head to hers.

She smiled sweetly, her eyes warm. “I love you, too. You’re the best fake date I’ve ever had.”

“And you’re the best real date I’ll ever need.”

And when we kissed again, we forgot all about the cake, about other people’s problems, and only had eyes for each other.

I’d fallen in love with my best friend’s little sister. The most reckless thing I’d ever done.

But I knew I’d do it again in a heartbeat.

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